Progress

History 201 test? You've got it! Time to visit my glorious blog again! I'm also waiting for a baking experiment to be ready, so there is double need to procrastinate today.

Anyways, as I've mentioned before, my inner thoughts are so interesting and profound that I am actually doing the world a service by posting them on the internet.

I've been pondering lately on progress. In terms of my life (or yours, my one dear reader who stumbled upon my blog by mistake while looking for another Beth Castillo). Yes, I'm finally graduating for real this December, although I already quite magnificently fake-graduated back in April. I've been pretty much done with my major since April 2009 and have put off facing the real world for a while.

I'm sure it'll be filled with wonderful things, wonderful times, and wonderful people, but that doesn't really mean much to me now. There are things I want to do with my time; I want to find some way to make a positive difference in the lives of others, to actually help improve people's lives. But is that through pursuing my post-graduate goals? Through being a mom? (...eventually) Going on a mission? That's me being open and honest again, you lucky reader you.

I know I've grown and changed so much through both the good and bad experiences I've had. But I still don't know where I'll be in 3 months. Good thing that isn't scary. : )

physics!

So I just spent a couple hours last night learning about capacitors in all shapes and sizes, electrostatic precipitators, dielectrics, and a whole bunch more smart sounding stuff. I'm basically a genius. Too bad I will never have an opportunity to demonstrate my new found knowledge of all things electrical until my lab next week (which I will probably fail). I'm such a smarty pants, I can barely stand myself.

I love you, sunshine!

Reading that, you may assume I'm talking about an actual person.... which I may be.... but more likely, you should assume I'm just referring to my love of all things warm.

Personalities, macaroni and cheese, hot springs, and oh yeah, summer!

I do love being a hypocrite (my favorite season is actually fall...) but even so, I cannot deny that I am sad that summer with its radiant glow is fading. So, thank you September for giving me the best of both worlds.

Fall with its beautiful foliage, pumpkin pie, caramel apples, and celebration of my birth (November 14th, mark your calendar) also brings with it the frigid cold.

So until that happens, enjoy with me the glorious warmth of summer while it is still here.

One step at a time...

Someday I will be able to run like the wind...

...today is not that day. Think twice before cross country skiing...

victory!

98% In Chem 123!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boo Yah grandma!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Apparently I'm a chemistry genius.

Oy Vey

I was trying to think of a good way to put off studying for my OSU Chem 123 final tomorrow, and I thought why not just type a blog post. Obviously I love myself a lot and think the world would be so much better off to hear my personal thoughts. Please don't judge my grammar, I've been trying to figure out what the isomer of 2-butanol is for about 20 minutes and my brain is shot. I don't have comments enabled, so if you're a big commenter, sorry.

Irony

Oh blog, I'm back!! I may or may not have completely forgotten that this existed.

Ugh, just when you think life is going your way, you face plant it into your wakeboard. Don't worry this picture is old. Believe it or not, I have a history of injuries. It happens.

What I love the most, is that I've always thought blogging is really silly. But here I am, typing a post that most likely only I will ever read. I promise I don't expect anyone to actually ever spend time here, I am just very inventive in my ways to procrastinate doing any real work.

What inspired me to take the time to type this beauty of a post today are some recent events. Not the black eye or anything of that sort. It astounds me how often I can mess up or give the wrong impression. Seriously, it's the story of my life.

I'm being very open. You're welcome. I'm going to throw another picture in for good measure.